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Thursday, December 29, 2011

King David, my kinda guy

Dear Reader,
This week I have been reading all about King David - far from flawless (a murderous adulterer actually)He was perhaps the greatest King of Israel, once called "a man after [God's] own heart" (1 Sam. 13:14). From the most meek of beginnings and by faith alone he killed the giant, led his nation in battle and ruled Judea. He was the standard by which all Kings of Israel would be measured, even though he was a corrupted man. His faith made him a hero.(2 Sam. 5:1-3; 22:2-51, 1 Kgs. 15:3-5, 11) It is through David's line that the Messiah of the world would be born. (Mark 12:35; Luke 1:32; Rom. 1:3) 

A soldier, politician and musician, David was not a perfect leader or a perfect man, but his years alone with God, humbled and crumbled in the dark, developed the soul of a legendary philosopher-king, and forged a legacy that endures to this day.

Just when I think I am not good enough for God, I remember those on whom His favor has rested - those who the almighty creator has decided to have work for Him, its a surprising bunch.
Do not wait to be worthy, approach the throne boldly, have faith - like David.

The 23rd Psalm
The 23rd Psalm - "The Lord is my Shepherd...
The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name' sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: For thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.
-- KJV
WHERE: The valley of the shadow of death
WHO: He prepares a table before me in the presence of my enemies
WHAT: I shall not want
WHEN: I will dwell on the house of the Lord forever

Monday, December 26, 2011

A life already lived before

The Highwayman - Stevie Nicks

Alas he was the highwayman
The one that comes and goes
And only the highway-woman
Keeps up with the likes of those
And she in all her magic
With hands as quick as light
Took him to be a challenge
And went into the night

And he in all his glory
Was far ahead of her
But she was never sorry
For wishes that would burn
Enter competition
She chases beneath the moon
Her horse is like a dragonfly
She is just a fool

And she wonders is this real
Or does she just want to be Queen
And he fights the way he feels
Is this the end of the dream

And then he sees her coming
Heartbeats on the wind
Considers slowing down
But then...he could never win
And she...out in the distance
Sees him against the sky
A pale and violent rider
A dream begun in wine

And she wonders is this real
Or does she just want to be Queen
And he fights the way he feels
Is this the end of the dream

A dream as the thunder wakes her
And her highwayman disappears
on a life already lived before
In eyes welled with tears

Today and still today they ride
Will they ever win
He the glory...
She the love...
Still they try again
He the glory...
She the love...
Still they try again
He the glory...
She the love...
And still they...try...again

King Davids story, as sung by KD

I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Baby I have been here before
I know this room, I've walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you.
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dove was moving too
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
It’s not a cry you can hear at night
It’s not somebody who has seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

My heroes have always been cowboys

My Grandma Mahota, a cowgirl in her own right, encouraged us to have cowboys as our heroes - she would say "there's no truer example of the American spirit than a cowboy".
Brave and bold,
reckless and careless,
wild and free,
rough and ready,
tough to tame and hard to handle -
God bless us all who have that spirit within ourselves...

PS, Mahota also offered the advice that its better to BE a cowboy than to try and love one!
Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold.
They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold.
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded levis, 
And each night begins a new day.
If you don't understand him, an' he don't die young,
He'll prob'ly just ride away.

Cowboys like smokey old pool rooms and clear mountain mornings,
Little warm puppies and children and girls of the night.
Them that don't know him won't like him and them that do,
Sometimes won't know how to take him.
He ain't wrong, he's just different but his pride won't let him,
Do things to make you think he's right.

Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
Don't let 'em pick guitars or drive them old trucks.
Let 'em be doctors and lawyers and such.
Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.
'Cos they'll never stay home and they're always alone.
Even with someone they love.

He sees it all...

Dear Reader,

Sadly what comes around doesn't always go around. Bad things happen to good people, seemingly undeserving folks do real well while the kindest get the short end of the stick. Young children suffer, we lose those we love, life is commonly unfair. In spite of this, many continue to do good for others, unseen - without reward. Fight the good fight everyone, darkness is only the absence of light - not an entity unto itself. Let your little light shine, He sees everything :)

Hebrews 6:10

The Message (MSG)

 9-12I'm sure that won't happen to you, friends. I have better things in mind for you—salvation things! God doesn't miss anything. He knows perfectly well all the love you've shown him by helping needy Christians, and that you keep at it. And now I want each of you to extend that same intensity toward a full-bodied hope, and keep at it till the finish. Don't drag your feet. Be like those who stay the course with committed faith and then get everything promised to them.

Luke 12:6-7; Matthew 10-29-31
Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies?
Yet not one of them is forgotten by God.
Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

This little light of mine....

WHY HANUKKAH? Hanukkah is not mentioned in the Old Testament, only in the NEW! 
It is a celebration of NON-ASSIMILATION about freedom and faith. 
Do you feel like Christmas has been hijacked, are you having trouble finding CHRIST IN CHRISTmas?
Light the lights, celebrate the miracle & help prepare the world for the coming of Messiah.
John 10:22 It was now winter, and Jesus was in Jerusalem at the time of Hanukkah, the Festival of Dedication. 23 He was in the Temple, walking through the section known as Solomon’s Colonnade. 24The people surrounded him and asked, “How long are you going to keep us in suspense? If you are the Messiah, tell us plainly.”
 25 Jesus replied, “I have already told you, and you don’t believe me. The proof is the work I do in my Father’s name. 26 But you don’t believe me because you are not my sheep. 27 My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. 28 I give them eternal life, and they will never perish. No one can snatch them away from me, 29 for my Father has given them to me, and he is more powerful than anyone else.[a] No one can snatch them from the Father’s hand. 30 The Father and I are one.”
 31 Once again the people picked up stones to kill him. 32 Jesus said, “At my Father’s direction I have done many good works. For which one are you going to stone me?”
 33 They replied, “We’re stoning you not for any good work, but for blasphemy! You, a mere man, claim to be God.”
 34 Jesus replied, “It is written in your own Scriptures[b] that God said to certain leaders of the people, ‘I say, you are gods!’[c] 35 And you know that the Scriptures cannot be altered. So if those people who received God’s message were called ‘gods,’ 36 why do you call it blasphemy when I say, ‘I am the Son of God’? After all, the Father set me apart and sent me into the world. 37 Don’t believe me unless I carry out my Father’s work. 38 But if I do his work, believe in the evidence of the miraculous works I have done, even if you don’t believe me. Then you will know and understand that the Father is in me, and I am in the Father.”
 39 Once again they tried to arrest him, but he got away and left them. 40 He went beyond the Jordan River near the place where John was first baptizing and stayed there awhile. 41 And many followed him. “John didn’t perform miraculous signs,” they remarked to one another, “but everything he said about this man has come true.” 42 And many who were there believed in Jesus.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Bar Mitzvah 2010

It's been more than a year since this awesome day, I am so grateful to watch the amazing men & women you are all growing up to be... just wanted to remind you of the blessing that I wish over all your lives :)


Today you are encircled by family, friends and community – some of whom have never even met you, and yet were willing to make the effort to be here with us. We are all here to witness and celebrate with you, as you represent our trust in G-d, our hopes, our dreams. You are the promise. We watch you embracing the Torah, the cornerstone of our faith, with joy and comfort, knowing that you will strive to live by the values it teaches. 
Our promise to you today is to be there for you always, in joyful times and to wipe away your tears, to support you, to teach you (even when you don’t want to heed our lessons), & to guide you through life’s challenges and prospects.
Our prayer for you today is for a long life filled with peace, health, happiness and purpose, surrounded by family, friends and community. It is our hope and dream that you will turn the best days and the worst days of your life into a medley of meaning and joy. Cherish life and make each day full of purpose by enriching the lives of others with a smile, a kind word or a good deed. Remember that all G-d really requires from you is your just actions. It really is pretty black and white – it’s about mitzvot, it’s about your deeds.
My Grandma Mahota was a woman full of wisdom, she often mused “wouldn’t the world be so much better if everyone followed the golden rule?”. And so that is the advice I offer to you - when in doubt guys, remember what Yeshua said “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you”.
In the words of the great American Poet Bob Dylan, I offer this blessing over all of you;
May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young

May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young

May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung
May you stay forever young.

This I believe

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Birth stories for my birthday!

The process of motherhood

Every woman’s road to being a mother is different, none is easy. Mine starts at a young age, when my greatest concern was the love of my boyfriend (bf then, soon to be my husband). The last thing I wanted to do was have children, I saw motherhood as a thankless job, and I really wasn’t interested at working at any job –especially a thankless one. But as fate would have it, in my first year of college when my worldview dictated that humanity was not only depraved & worthless but hopeless to boot - it was no longer just me I had to be consumed with worry about on this doomed planet, but a tiny infant too.  Being the card carrying member of NOW & NARAL that I was at the time, I was well aware of my rights and the fact that I did not have to become a mother, I had a choice….but due to the aforementioned boyfriend whose greatest dream  it WAS to become a father, it was motherhood for me. During a time when I gave God no credit, blessing or praise in my life – He saved my ass countless times, how He saved both my children from the jaws of death at their birth-  happens to be what I’m most thankful about.

Things started off fairly ordinary, as they always seem to; extraordinary is usually something you identify later. My first and second pregnancies had more than one thing in common, they both resulted in the births of boys of whom I can easily say “this is my son-of whom I am most proud”, and during both I suffered (as did they) from a mysterious illness called preeclampsia. Preeclampsia is one of those things that happen to the female body that every doctor has a different theory about. The simplest is that the woman’s body is rejecting the fetus as “foreign”, instead of as with a normal pregnancy where an antibody of some sort gets produced & the body accepts the little alien invader. My body reacted by sending my blood pressure to heights of 220/180 and swelling to 3xs its normal size, retaining enough water so that the pressure on my brain caused vision loss for the last weeks of my second pregnancy and was not restored until Ben (baby #2)was almost 6 months old.

During my first pregnancy (which at the time I wasn’t so excited about) I spent my first and second trimesters studying Philosophy & Children’s literature, getting a little more uncomfortable with each passing day in class, but also more excited and hopeful about my new life as a mother. By my third trimester, I was on bed rest-my left side to be specific, with a restricted diet and increasingly uncomfortable and sick. SICK. Morning sickness lasts –I’ve been told- only for the first 12 weeks….well, my experience was a little different, vomiting & headaches were a regular part of my days – I lived on salt-free saltines for a lot of the time. At 37 weeks my blood pressure, in spite of the yummy diet of tasteless crackers & ultimate excitement of bed rest, started really creeping up and upon the advice of my midwife –I induced at home with Castor Oil.

 Here’s what I learned- NEVER INGEST CASTOR OIL. Yes, it can start labor naturally, however it’s like you are Linda Blair from the Exorcist –not pretty. Upon getting to the hospital, I was given a Pitocin drip (thanks anyway castor oil), hooked up to the monitor and left in the care of my 19 year old boyfriend & mother. Praise God my mother knew how to read the fetal monitor because just a couple hours later, she noticed it was registering no heart rate for the baby. When the nurses & doctors finally understood what was going on, I was given a full spinal block and rushed into the ER, although they intended on an emergency C-Section, there was not enough time. My placenta had torn away, my family was told there had been a placental abruption, I was bleeding internally and my baby had been without the life giving blood/ oxygen for almost 10 minutes –possibly longer. Doctors gave me a fourth degree episiotomy (look up “episiorectoprotomy”, yeah-it’s as awesome as it sounds) & using forceps (although he was not even fully descended into the birth canal) pulled Nicholaus Vincent Grace into this world. Nicks first APGAR score was 1, he was so blue-he was almost black-he just barely had a heart rate and no respiration. His next APGAR was 3. Nick was watched for seizure activity which began within 1 hour of his delivery.

While in recovery, this news was delivered to me by my midwife who was accompanied by a priest (not her usual companion, so a little disarming to say the least).  I was told the baby was being taken to the Neonatal intensive care unit (NICU) at Strong Hospital, I was being released - but needed to sign a waiver to do so as they would have preferred to have kept me due to the loss of blood & risk of infection from the procedure they had used to (as the pediatrician had described it to my Grandmother) “rip the baby out”. Although it didn’t sink in until they had left the room, they were telling me my son would most likely not make it through the night. He did. The first day at Strong, we were told not to expect him to make it through the day… with the little glued on leads all over his head/ EEG they could detect that the seizures were not stopping, regardless of the medications they were pumping him full of, they were doing all they could, but again expected little to no response.  

Within 48 hours the seizure activity stopped, we were told not to hopeful; that he would ever have normal brain activity was a long shot. On the third day, as Nick breathed on his own, a highly respected neonatologist told me Nicholaus recovery was miraculous and could be described in no other terms…at that point he was still expected to have some possible developmental delays and/or learning disabilities – Nick at age 16 is an unstoppable force, bright, strong with no disability –and a heart to do the will of God. The enemy made an attempt on his life when he had no way to protect himself, I am grateful to God that He can do all things –in spite of what the world says is a certainty, God can make a way.

Baby number two soon followed, I had been assured that Preeclampsia rarely strikes twice, all would be well. So, on our wedding night & throughout the honeymoon in Old Forge, we - without apprehension we tried for another baby & were successful. At my 8 week appointment, my blood pressure was taken and I was told to lay on my left side (I began to cry immediately). I was put on bed rest at home, not an easy task considering I had a 10 month old...within in a month I was put in the hospital, my blood pressure continued to creep up, so I was given a cocktail that included Magnesium Sulfate (a wonderful drug, that helps you to keep your baby BUT makes your flesh feel like it’s being eaten by fire ants). NO TV, NO lights, limited visitors- NO STIMULATION, I was also only allowed to sponge bathe– so I was boring and smelly.

 By week 20, my vision (from the mag sulfate & pressure from water retention) was very blurred – blessedly, I couldn’t see the state I was in. When two of my aunts had come to visit, one had not seen me in a few weeks-she took one look at me and ran from the room with an “Oh my God!”…I said to my other aunt, how bad is it? And she responded with her usual candor, “Well, you have no neck and look a lot like a frog –kind of scary…but it’s really the smell that’s most overwhelming.” Great-I thought, boring, smelly & scary.

 At 27 weeks into the pregnancy, they could no longer control my blood pressure; my organs were showing signs of stress, so the decision was made that the baby (who had been given steroid injections to help his lungs develop quickly) would be delivered. Benjamin Charles Grace was born crying, breathing on his own and weighing in at 2 pounds 12 oz. against the odds, as healthy as could be. I spent another week in the hospital, waiting for the swelling in my brain to recede & my vision to return, Benjamin spent almost 90 days in NICU, we didn’t hold him until he was more than a week old, just had to admire him through the glass of his incubator– sleeping & eating, a tiny- but perfect little boy, gaining weight like a champ, making all the ladies love him right from the start.  Ben is now a great big 15 year old with size 12 feet & a ginormous heart, the “son of my right hand” as his name aptly means.

By age 20, I had nearly died (twice), had almost lost two children and recovered from blindness – & In spite of medical professionals assuring me that the survival of myself & my children was nothing short of the miraculous – I still refused to believe, what proof was there that God exists- how is God different than luck? And WHY would He have saved US- who were WE? And BTW, If He was GOD - couldn’t He have prevented me from being sick to begin with? What purpose could all the pain have served, did He enjoy tormenting infants & mothers? That was the God I was supposed to praise & worship? The Jesus road was a narrow path lined with weak minded individuals in my opinion – I was far from interested – there was a far better & cooler answer I was sure.  Over the next 15 years I embarked on a journey that not only answered my questions, but proved to me that there is a reason for the suffering and that there was & is no cooler cat than Jesus Christ. The process of Motherhood introduced me to my savior & for that I am eternally grateful.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Just Breathe

Stay with me
Let’s just breathe.

Practiced are my sins,
Never gonna let me win, aw huh
Under everything, just another human being, aw huh
Yeh, I don’t wanna hurt, there’s so much in this world
To make me bleed.

Stay with me
You’re all I see.

Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn’t now I’m a fool you see
No one knows this more than me
As I come clean

I'm a lucky man to count upon both hands the ones I love.
Some folks have one, some folks have none. <3

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Why Me?

When Bad Things Happen To Good People

"We acquire the strength we have overcome." – Ralph Waldo Emerson
WHY ME? Who hasn’t asked this question?  Life is unfair, we learn this from an early age – cheaters win & don’t get caught, and those who work the hardest don’t always get ahead. Good people contract terrible diseases through no fault of their own. Children die. There must be some answer to the seemingly senseless way that that which we love is torn from us, a reason and a purpose to our despair, hurt and pain. My Grandmother had an uncommon strength and an unparalleled wisdom, she never asked “why me”. She did not ask when she was picking cotton in the Oklahoma heat before the age of 12, she didn’t ask when she had to leave school (her favorite place) to go to work in a greasy diner in Texas at 14. When she was just 17 and lost her own Mother to an unexplained illness and just weeks later divorced an abusive alcoholic husband and  fled with her young son across the country to find safety and start a new life on her own – she did not question the cards she had been dealt. When I asked her why she wasn’t angry about her lot in life, or when I complained about the unfairness & difficulties of my own, she would say, “We don’t live in God’s perfect creation, we live in the one where human beings have free will…bad things happen to good people Jennie Lenny, read the Rabbi’s book”. And so I now recommend it to you---"When bad things happen to good people" (see below).

I miss my Grandmother, last December the Alzheimer’s which she so bravely struggled with for so long finally won and took her from us – talk   about a bad thing happening to a good person. BUT, she would have asked- what are you going to do with the pain? 
Be grateful, be strong – LEARN. When times are hard, when you have made the wrong choice or the right one and still failed, when it seems life could not be more unfair – remember, 
God had to give His own Son to right the wrongs of this creation.
It’s not about what you have done, but what HE DID and what you will do with it.

When Bad Things Happen to Good People
By Harold S. Kushner (1981)--notes by Doug Muder (1997)
·  Introduction, Why I wrote this book. Kushner wrote this book as a reaction to personal tragedy--his son Aaron had premature aging, which he died from. This provoked a crisis of faith for Kushner, who is a rabbi. He wrote this book for people "who have been hurt by life", to help them find a faith that can aid in getting through their troubles, rather than making things worse.
1. Why do the righteous suffer? A summary of all the too-easy answers to the question of human suffering, and why they are inadequate.
2. The story of a man named Job. Kushner presents his theological framework in the form of a re-interpretation of the story of Job. He lets go of the notion that God is all-powerful in favor of the notion that God is good.
The next four chapters flesh out Kushner's basic ideas by looking at three different causes of human suffering. In each case he takes the position that God does not cause the suffering and could not prevent it.
3. Sometimes there is no reason. This chapter covers random, circumstantial suffering, being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Kushner attributes the orderliness of the universe to God, but holds that the ordering of the universe is not complete: Some things are just circumstantial, and there is no point in looking for a reason for them.
4. No exceptions for nice people. Some suffering is caused by the workings of natural law. There is no moral judgment involved--natural law is blind, and God does not interfere with it. God does not intervene to save good people from earthquake or disease, and does not send these misfortunes to punish the wicked. Kushner puts great value on the orderliness of the universe's natural law, and would not want God to routinely intervene for moral reasons.
5. God leaves us room to be human. Some suffering is caused by the actions of evil people. Kushner re-interprets the story of Adam and Eve to make the point that the ability to choose between good and evil is what makes us human. For God to interfere with our ability to do evil would make all of us less human.
6. God helps those who stop hurting themselves. Some suffering we cause ourselves by the way we handle our initial suffering. We blame ourselves, or we take out our anger on the people who are trying to help us, or on God.
The second to last chapter answers the question: Given that God isn't all-powerful, what good is He?
7. God can't do everything, but he can do some important things. If God didn't cause our problems and can't fix them, why pray? Two reasons: The prayers of others can make us aware that we are not facing our problems alone. And God can give us the strength of character that we need to handle our misfortunes, if we are willing to accept it.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

On my 16th wedding anniversary I offer this advice....

Can't believe I'm old enough to have been married 16 years this Friday, October 28th, 2011. I'm am so grateful and feel so blessed that God sent Nathaniel my way (Nathaniel means "gift from God",as Nate reminds me regulurly). But no marriage is perfect and its really a choice everyday, love is actually an action word not a fuzzy warm feeling in your tummy.
Human beings are imperfect creatures & most generally those things which made you "fall in love" with that person are those things which make you want to choke them to death. Therefor I reccomend inviting God into your marriage, with His guidelines in place there is somebody there to protect the two of you from each other - and whether you believe me or not now, there will be days you both need it. Alittle advice...

" and forgive us our sins,
as we have forgiven those who sin against us" MATTHEW 6:12

"Then the Lord God said, “It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper who is just right for him.”  GENESIS 2:18

2"  For wives, this means submit to your husbands as to the Lord. 23 For a husband is the head of his wife as Christ is the head of the church. He is the Savior of his body, the church. 24 As the church submits to Christ, so you wives should submit to your husbands in everything.
25 For husbands, this means love your wives, just as Christ loved the church. He gave up his life for her ..." EPHESIANS 5:22-25

" Children, obey your parents because you belong to the Lord,[a] for this is the right thing to do. 2 “Honor your father and mother.” This is the first commandment with a promise: 3 If you honor your father and mother, “things will go well for you, and you will have a long life on the earth.”[b]
4 Fathers, do not provoke your children to anger by the way you treat them. Rather, bring them up with the discipline and instruction that comes from the Lord." EPHESIANS 6:1-4

Sunday, July 10, 2011

New job

Ive been blessed with some pretty great bosses in my lifetime {shout out to Slack Family Singers;) but I have to say, Im'm pretty proud to be a part of what the Nixons are doing here in Menemsha;) Today we spoke with a fisherman who said in most "fishing villages" locally (woods hole, etc) there are no young guys fishing, they just cant make the money--- well they are in Menemsha & partly because of our resteraunts misson to serve only sustainable & locally caught fish;) Its pretty awesome.....check us out! (The Home Port) & read about my new boss-hes an awfully cool guy!


Produced ABC-TV's American Sportsman series, 1970s. Produced first film, Gorillas in the Mist, 1988. Producer and director of films, including: Sea Turtles: Ancient Nomads, 1988; Amazon Diary, 1989; America the Beautiful, 1990; The Last Rivermen, 1992; Endangered Species, 2004. Began hands-on environmental work, taking over leadership of the Earth Conservation Corps, 1992; chairman, Earth Conservation Corps, 2004—.

Awards: Harvard Foundation Award, 2001; Chesapeake Bay Foundation Environmental Educator of the Year, 2001; Saks Fifth Avenue and Washington Life magazine's Men and Women of Substance and Style Awards, 2004.


Aself-taught environmentalist, Bob Nixon spent more than 15 years behind the camera lens producing films and television programs depicting some of the earth's most endangered ecosystems and species. In 1992, he stepped out from behind the camera, taking the reins of the Earth Conservation Corps (ECC), a nonprofit organization that teaches disadvantaged youth job skills by putting them to work cleaning up the environment. Since then, ECC members have attempted to restore the natural balance of the heavily polluted Anacostia River, which runs through the nation's capital. Nixon intended to spend a year on the project, but more than a dozen years later he remains the group's impassioned leader. "I came here because I thought, you know, point out the problem, and the cavalry would arrive and I'd go back to making feature films," he told CBS News correspondent Ed Bradley. "I'm still waiting for the cavalry, you know?"

Nixon was born around 1954. His father, Robert, was an executive with Chrysler and his mother, Agnes, created the famed daytime drama All My Children. Raised in a Philadelphia suburb, Nixon took an early interest in nature. He struggled through school—graduating next to last in his high school class—and believes he is dyslexic. Nixon aspired to be a wildlife photographer and relocated to England to study falconry, which is the ancient art of training raptors to hunt game. Afterward, he trained birds for film and television appearances. Through this work Nixon made connections in the entertainment industry and by 1976 was producing programming for ABC-TV's American Sportsman series.

In 1979, Nixon traveled to Rwanda to produce a documentary about famed zoologist Dian Fossey. Nixon asked the gorilla activist if he could make a movie about her life. Fossey told him yes, so long as he dedicated one year of his life to an environmental project. Fossey was murdered in 1985 and Nixon told her story in the 1988 feature film Gorillas in the Mist. Nixon co-produced the movie, which starred Sigourney Weaver. He also directed 1989's Amazon Diary, which earned an Academy Award nomination for best live-action short film.

Nixon's film career was budding in the early 1990s when he heard about the garbage-choked Anacostia River, which runs through Washington, D.C. Nixon decided that cleaning up the river would be his environmental project in honor of Fossey. Nixon left his sunny Malibu, California, home for Washington, D.C., and secured a $50,000 grant from the Coors Foundation. Next, he persuaded some young adults from an area housing project to help him haul thousands of tires from the foul-smelling water.

When Nixon arrived in 1992, the river's banks were so trash-filled that the water was not even visible from the shoreline in places. There was also a sewage problem. Following heavy rains, raw sewage flooded the river because the drainage channel— carrying both sewage and storm drainage to the wastewater treatment plant—would overflow. Nixon soon discovered that the river was not the only thing endangered. The area's youth faced a grim future, too. In the Anacostia district of Washington, D.C., unemployment runs rampant and nearly 40 percent of the residents live below the poverty line. Lacking opportunity, many youths turn to drug peddling. "Anacostia's always been a haven for the poorest people," Anacostia native David Smith told CBS News. "This is where they dump their trash and dump the people, who I guess the city didn't want to see." The neighborhood is one of the nation's most troubled. Half of Washington's annual 200-plus murders take place there.

Under Nixon's leadership, the ECC program has become so popular that there is a waiting list. About 20 new members are brought aboard each year. Many are high school dropouts with criminal records. The program is simple—the youth agree to spend 1,700 hours working on the murky Anacostia River. In return, they get a nominal bi-weekly stipend and a college scholarship through the federal AmeriCorps program. The ECC program also provides the youth with structure, discipline, and job skills, thus helping to improve their lives as well as that of their community.

One of the ECC's success stories is LaShauntya Moore (sometimes spelled LaShauntaye), who was raised in public housing by a crack-addicted mother. By 20, Moore had two children, was pregnant, and living in a homeless shelter. A relative told her about the program and she joined. By the time Moore turned 25, she was the ECC's program director, was married, had earned her GED and was planning to use her AmeriCorps money for college. "I needed something stable to give me skills to get a good job," she told People. "Bob believed in me when no one else did." While many corps members have gone on to brighter futures, several became victims of the neighborhoods they were trying to escape. Between 1992 and 2005, nine corps members were murdered.

Nixon is the kind of leader who does more than offer direction; he works right alongside the corps members. Washington Business Journal writer Sean Madigan described Nixon as a man with "a compact frame, dusty blond hair, and the rugged features of someone who doesn't spend much time behind a desk." In the years since Nixon took over the ECC, he and the corps members have shoveled tons of garbage, replanted the river's banks with trees, hedges, and wild grasses; removed invasive plants, and built a stone riverwalk trail. The innovative walkway filters contaminates out of the rainwater before it pours into the river. In the mid-1990s, the group reintroduced the bald eagle to the area, building nests and feeding eaglets fish with a rope and pulley system. Pollution had forced the bird out of the area in the 1940s.

The ECC also runs a sister program, called the Salmon Corps, in the Pacific Northwest. This program employs Native American youth to restore salmon habitats along the Columbia River basin. While some onlookers have been surprised at Nixon's accomplishments, like getting former gang members to baby-sit eagle nests, Nixon finds no mystery in the success. "If you give nature half a chance, it's going to come back," he told People 's Richard Jerome. "And if you give a young person half a chance, some great things can happen." Despite his environmental endeavor, Nixon has not completely given up filmmaking. In 2004, the ECC released Endangered Species, a documentary about the corps members and their struggles for success and survival while growing up among the industrial decay and poverty of Anacostia.

Read more: Bob Nixon Biography - life, children, name, story, school, mother, young, son, born, college - Newsmakers Cumulation

Monday, June 20, 2011

Don't believe the hype

Jesus said, "Watch out for doomsday deceivers. When reports come in of wars and rumored wars, keep your head and don't panic. This is routine history; this is no sign of the end. Nation will fight nation and ruler fight ruler, over and over. Famines and earthquakes will occur in various places. This is nothing compared to what is coming. "Staying with it-that's what God requires. Stay with it to the end. You won't be sorry, and you'll be saved. All during this time, the good news-the Message of the kingdom-will be preached all over the world, a witness staked out in every country. And then the end will come. "But be ready to run for it when you see the monster of desecration set up in the Temple sanctuary. The prophet Daniel described this. If you've read Daniel, you'll know what I'm talking about. "This is going to be trouble on a scale beyond what the world has ever seen, or will see again. If these days of trouble were left to run their course, nobody would make it. But on account of God's chosen people, the trouble will be cut short. "If anyone tries to flag you down, calling out, 'Here's the Messiah!' or points, 'There he is!' don't fall for it. Fake Messiahs and lying preachers are going to pop up everywhere. Their impressive credentials and dazzling performances will pull the wool over the eyes of even those who ought to know better. But I've given you fair warning. "So if they say, 'Run to the country and see him arrive!' or, 'Quick, get downtown, see him come!' don't give them the time of day. The Arrival of the Son of Man isn't something you go to see. He comes like swift lightning to you! Whenever you see crowds gathering, think of carrion vultures circling, moving in, hovering over a rotting carcass. You can be quite sure that it's not the living Son of Man pulling in those crowds. "Following those hard times, Sun will fade out, moon cloud over, Stars fall out of the sky, cosmic powers tremble. "Then, the Arrival of the Son of Man! It will fill the skies-no one will miss it. Unready people all over the world, outsiders to the splendor and power, will raise a huge lament as they watch the Son of Man blazing out of heaven. At that same moment, he'll dispatch his angels with a trumpet-blast summons, pulling in God's chosen from the four winds, from pole to pole. "Take a lesson from the fig tree. From the moment you notice its buds form, the merest hint of green, you know summer's just around the corner. So it is with you: When you see all these things, you'll know he's at the door. Don't take this lightly. I'm not just saying this for some future generation, but for all of you. This age continues until all these things take place. Sky and earth will wear out; my words won't wear out. "But the exact day and hour? No one knows that, not even heaven's angels, not even the Son. Only the Father knows. "The Arrival of the Son of Man will take place in times like Noah's. Before the great flood everyone was carrying on as usual, having a good time right up to the day Noah boarded the ark. They knew nothing-until the flood hit and swept everything away.

Monday, June 6, 2011


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Christ and Bodies

The question at the time caught me a bit off guard. I was used to being asked to defend and explain my theology, but this was something different. I had been talking to someone about some old fears, explaining that what had helped me to move past them was largely due to faith that gave me hope in a world beyond them. His response pulled me down from my seemingly ascended place. "What is your theology of the body?" he asked. "How does God speak to your physical existence right now?" I didn't know how to respond.

The physical isn't a matter the spiritual often consider. What does it mean that Christ came in the flesh, with sinew and marrow? What does it mean that he lived and breathed, died, and was raised as a body? Perhaps more importantly, what does it mean that the risen Christ today, as a corporal being, is ascended and sitting at the right hand of the Father in heaven? What does Christ's wounded body have to do with our own? What of his ascended body? 

The modern divorce of the spiritual and the physical, heaven and earth, what is now and what will be, has made these difficult questions to consider. But the promise of the Christian is union with none other than Christ himself. In faith and by the Spirit, we are united to the same body that was on the cross and was in the tomb, which is now also in heaven. We are united with a body who is very much a living, immense, and physical promise. "Since death came through a human being, the resurrection of the dead has also come through a human being; for as all die in Adam, so all will be made alive in Christ" (1 Corinthians 15:21-22).

The biblical depiction of salvation and sanctification is far more "earthy" than some of us entertain, whether its critics or lauders. No matter how privatized, removed, irrelevant, or other-worldly we might describe Christianity, it is unavoidably a faith that intends us to encounter and experience both King and kingdom in the here-and-now, everyday, hand-dirtying occurrences of life. 

In an unapologetically corporeal account, the book of Acts describes the risen Christ among his disciples: "After his suffering he presented himself alive to them by many convincing proofs, appearing to them during forty days and speaking about the kingdom of God. While eating with them, he ordered them not to leave Jerusalem, but to wait there for the promise of the Father... And when he had said this, as they were watching, he was lifted up, and a cloud took him out of their sight" (Acts 1:3-4). When the two men in white robes appeared and interrupted the disciples' stupor, their question was as pointed as the one that stumped me: "Why do you stand looking up toward heaven? This Jesus, who has been taken up from you, will return in the same way as you saw him go forth" (Acts 1:11, emphasis mine). 

It is no small promise that Christ came as a body, was wounded as a body, and now sits as a real and living body in heaven until the day he will return and wipe every tear from our eyes. The ascended body of Christ represents something more fully human, more real than ourselves, and it is this reality that he lifts us toward, transforms us into, and advocates on our behalf. Our union with Christ and communion with the Trinity add a certain and heavenly dimension to our lives, and it is indeed one that correctly and profoundly orients us here and now, in real bodies, to the world around us. 

Beyond a subject for another time or place, how might God speak to your physical existence now? In these weeks from the physical shock of Easter to the corporal gift of the Spirit at Pentecost, consider in your answer the Christ who walked among the world as a risen body, who invited Thomas to physically put his hands in scars that still mark pain, who ascended as one fully human after sharing a meal with those he loved, and who sent the Holy Spirit to live powerfully among us. Consider the body of Christ, who now sits at the right hand of the Father as advocate, offering his body for the sake of yours, calling you to physically come further into the kingdom now.  

Jill Carattini is managing editor of A Slice of Infinity at Ravi Zacharias International Ministries in Atlanta, Georgia.



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Thursday, June 2, 2011

June 7 Protests, pray for the peace of Jerusalem


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Israel E-Card Volume 5 Issue 11


"If the UN in September declares the Palestinian Authority to be a state, it might as well decide the world is flat," PM Binyamin Netanyahu told the Knesset Foreign Affairs and Security Committee Monday. He said Israel cannot stop the resolution from going forward and has few friends in the international body, but a veto from any member of the UN Security Council would block the proposal from reaching the General Assembly, whose anti-Israel majority likely would approve it. (INN) (

Naksa Day ( , planned for June 7, to protest Israel's Six Day War victory in 1967. Thanks to Obama putting 1967 back on the table, Palestinians now plan to rush the borders in mass numbers again as they did on May 15. With days of rage, and now regular border clashes, you wonder when they ever work. All of this is leading up (  to the big one in September when PA pushes for a unilateral declaration of statehood. Psalm 83 will burst into reality at some point.

Topic #2  Jerusalem Water Discovery

"Israel's largest underground water source discovered near Jerusalem convention center. Excavation work by Israel Railways while working on high speed Jerusalem-Tel Aviv train line reveals cave with largest underground water sources ever discovered in Israel. A small canyon at the end of the segment that has so far been checked plunges through cracks down into a series of waterfalls." (Haaretz) (

For years now I have prayed for rain according to Zechariah 10:1, Ask Yehovah for rain In the time of latter rain. Yehovah will make flashing clouds; He will give them showers of rain, grass in the field for everyone. We must keep praying that He will do it with rain from above and streams from below. Thank you Jesus!

They rely on empty debates and speak lies; they conceive trouble and give birth to evil. Isaiah 59:4 (

Ask Yehovah for rain In the time of latter rain. Yehovah will make flashing clouds; He will give them showers of rain, grass in the field for everyone. For the idols speak delusion; ​​the diviners envision lies, and tell false dreams; ​​they comfort in vain. Therefore the people wend their way like sheep; ​​they are in trouble because there is no shepherd. Zechariah 10:1-2 (

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Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Re: About Kosher Food: Happy Shavuot

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Today is Jerusalem Day. After Obama's speech and Netanyahu's speeches, the celebration of Jerusalem Day seems especially pronounced this year in Israel. School children are wearing white shirts, radio stations are playing Jerusalem songs, television shows are focused on Jerusalem, and Israelis are planning Jerusalem visits. When it comes to kosher cooking, though, our focus needs to be on the upcoming Shavuot holiday. <br><br>Shavuot, which begins at sunset on Tuesday June 7, celebrates the harvest season in Israel and the anniversary of the giving of the Ten Commandments. While Shavuot's traditional dairy menu is an exciting change from most Jewish holiday menus, it can be challenging to prepare a festive dairy meal that isn't laden with calories, carbs and fat. This newsletter contains lite, tasty recipes for Shavuot and for whenever you want to serve a healthy dairy meal. <br><br>P.S. Don't miss "Featured Articles" below for a homemade blintz recipe, easy blintz souffle recipe, Shavuot menu for busy cooks, and more.

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Spinach Tidbits

Jamie Geller, author of <a href="">Quick and Kosher Recipes from the Bride Who Knew Nothing</a>, contributed this recipe for Spinach Tidbits. They are so tasty that even kids will gobble them up. And you can prepare and then freeze these appetizers a week in advance of Shavuot to minimize pre-holiday cooking.

Roasted Pistachio-Crusted Salmon

In her <a href="">Hip Kosher</a> cookbook, Ronnie Fein combines mustard and pistachios to bring out the best in salmon. "This recipe is so easy and the fish so flavorful that it's probably the one I make most often."

Pepper, Cheese and Sugared Pecan Salad

Sara Adar's Pepper, Cheese and Sugared Pecan Salad was chosen by Israel's Tnuva Dairy company for inclusion in their special Shavuot recipe magazine. This winning recipe has been translated from Hebrew and posted here so you can enjoy it too.

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Baked Cheese Cake - Low Carb, Low Fat


How to Make Blintzes


Easy Blintz Souffle